Zhang Fusheng stared at that fragment of a scene.
Within it was a fruit, shaped like an infant and lifelike beyond belief.
"Five Villages Temple..." Zhang Fusheng murmured, staring fixedly at the fragment.
A Ginseng Fruit—it was most likely Five Villages Temple.
There was a slim chance it was the Sandlewood Merit Buddha holding the Nine-Ringed Zen Staff while attending some grand feast that served Ginseng Fruit.
But Zhang Fusheng felt that such a coincidence was unlikely. It was almost certainly Five Villages Temple!
If he chose to anchor Five Villages Temple, wouldn't his divine realm contain a Ginseng Fruit Tree?
But it would be fake.
A mental Illusory Scene.
Yet he could briefly bring his divine realm into reality!
Zhang Fusheng began to wonder. If his divine realm briefly descended upon reality, would the Ginseng Fruit Tree become real, or not?
If it did become real, how immense would his spiritual will need to be to achieve that?
"Five Villages Temple's status is definitely not low."
Zhang Fusheng swept his gaze through these three hundred and sixty-five scenes under observation, looking to see whether there was any fragment that surpassed Five Villages Temple.
According to Shi Zhengyuan, the Nine-Ringed Zen Staff would only randomly reflect three hundred and sixty-five connected scenes. At this moment, they were all here.
As he looked through them one by one, his spirits suddenly lifted.
In one incomplete corner of an illusory scene, he saw half a slanted plaque. The plaque was incomplete, but the two words Leiyin were clearly visible upon it!
Below the plaque, although the scene was missing two-thirds, he could still see into the hall—and happened to glimpse half a Buddha head!
Was his luck really this good? Among the random three hundred and sixty-five scrolls connected to the Nine-Ringed